Oddly Romantic Things I Want

aesthetic for @vincasofvitya​

the color of aged parchment

brief sketches and diagrams in the margins of your physics homework

swaying alone to your favorite songs

keeping a book in your backpack at all times

parabolas and trajectories drawn in a few concise strokes of your pen

reading in the dappled shade of an old tree

valuing your independence over approval from those around you

the feeling of meeting someone with whom your soul connects

expressing emotion through writing, organizing your thoughts by letting them flow from your pen

working independently, analyzing a problem until it makes sense

scratch paper covered in chemical diagrams

unsent letters, collecting dust

wandering through an art museum, absorbing the beauty and grandeur of it all

mastering concepts in a way that makes sense to you

trusting yourself first and others second

wearing your heart on your sleeve, unashamed of your emotions

envelopes sealed in wax

The Phantom of the Opera (2004)

i wish we had dictionaries with poetic definitions in them. what is life? what is death? what is love? what is hate? tell me what it means in beautiful verses.

La Seu Vella, Lleida, Catalonia. Photos by Adeline Gressin

me, reading & learning about ancient romans & greeks on paper: :)

me, remembering they were real, conscious people with opinions, memories & fears: :|

never let a good notebook go to waste!

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”

- Oscar Wilde

life is fleeting and cares not for your fickle, pale feelings.

instagram: juneacademia

head not empty, head full of countless scenarios that will never happen

Parco Durazzo Pallavincini, built between 1840-1846 in Pegli, a town to the west of Genoa, Italy.